Opposite Directions

Before J had to depart this morning, he commented that Bryce had been much less "needy" of him lately. For quite some time he has been a "Daddy's boy" but since returning from our trip to CA he has been spending more time with me and playing quietly by himself...it's been so sweet! I thought it would be a good idea to go outside to wave bye-bye and blow kisses as J drove off to work, but instead, it caused Bryce to have the worst "fit" ever! He DID NOT want his Daddy to leave. He ran after J's truck down the road, screaming and crying. I thought he might make it past 1 or 2 of our neighbor's houses before he got tired, but no, he ran all they way down to the end of the street, which is a pretty good distance!

When I caught up to him I tried to hold him and comfort him and explain that Daddy had to go to work, but it didn't help. He just threw himself onto the road face down and screamed! Meanwhile, Drew is all the way down at the opposite end of the street, stuck in a ditch on his trike! I was trying to scoop Bryce up so I could run back to Drew, but each time I would pick him up he would throw himself out of my arms and head back the other direction. I guess he thought he could catch up to his Daddy??? FINALLY, after about 15 minutes of wrestling with him and picking him up off the street, I got the boys home TOGETHER, SAFELY, and calmed down. After a drink and a snack, they settled onto the couch together and read books! This is a good example of why I don't spend much time outside with the boys by myself... They inevitably go in opposite directions!